It has been a really hard work. I did a sketch after a sketch, then rendered details, then threw everything away and started all over.
"Between the years when the oceans drank Atlantis and the gleaming cities, and the rise of the sons of Aryas, there was an Age undreamed of, when shining kingdoms lay spread across the world like blue mantles beneath the stars..." Do you remember this lines by Robert E. Howard? They sound damn good, don't they? My priestess belongs to this time. She worshiped the god whose terrible deeds are now forgotten by the realm of men. Only the stealthy snakes of the desert keep remembering everything. Though, they will not share the mystery...

These are some close-ups of the painting: